Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 125 The Fire Demon Falls, the Illusion Demon Emerges, and the Fate of the Gods is Condensed
"Junior Brother Di Yi, look! This mountain is so beautiful!" Mei Xiluo pointed to the distant mountains, her smile as bright as a flower.

“That’s Kongle Mountain, which is only a thousand miles away from Shengming City. It is said that there is an ancient pagoda on the mountain, which is seventy-four stories high and has stood for tens of thousands of years. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the scenery of Shengming City to the north and the water and sky of the Daming River to the south,” Zhong Yao explained softly to Di Yi.

“Kong Leshan…”

Emperor Yi stood on the deck of the Heavenly Lyre Flying Boat. Clouds swept by on both sides, smoke rose from the ground, and eagles soared in the sky. In the distance, the Holy City lay on the ground like a ferocious beast, several times larger than the Dingxuan Prefecture City.

This place was once the capital of the Holy Ming Central Empire. After the Holy Ming Central Empire was destroyed, the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion took over its jurisdiction.

To get from Lingju Hill to the Underworld Sword Tomb, one must pass outside the Holy City to have a chance to witness this scene.

"How many emperors have risen and fallen throughout history? The sun, moon, mountains, and rivers remain unchanged, but where are those emperors of yesteryear now?"

Xiang Zhengfeng stood aside, observing Yin Yue Lin Kong, and sighed. Yin Yue Lin Kong naturally ignored him, simply leaning on her spear and gazing into the distance.

Along the way, they witnessed the boundless scenery of the Central Region and also took in the devastation caused by the war waged by the Undead Blood Clan.

Compared to the casualties caused by the Undying Blood Clan, the great battle in Dingxuan Prefecture that day seemed insignificant.

Sometimes, death is just a number; only by witnessing it firsthand can one truly understand the cruelty of war.

Between the immortal vampires and the human race, only one can exist. No matter who is the final victor, neither race will be left a way to survive.

After passing Shengming City, the Yongjiang River flows into the river, making the river surface wider and more expansive, like a vast sea.

Suddenly, the clouds ahead turned an unusual blood red, stretching for thousands of miles. A bloodthirsty aura blew in with the wind, causing everyone's expression to change.

The undead vampires have finally arrived.

From within the blood-red clouds, a terrifying aura emanated, more than ten times stronger than the ten saints on Spirit Cuckoo Hill.

Prince Xia flew out from the blood cloud, with several human saints nailed to the cross behind him, including Yan Kaixuan.

They did not die, but their holy bodies were pierced by blood-red chains, which continuously drained their holy blood.

Eight Blood God Banners stood atop the blood-red clouds, guarding an immortal vampire figure clad in imperial robes and silver wings.

The figure cast a glance toward the Heavenly Lyre Flying Boat, and a blood-red rule condensed into a blood spear, which pierced straight toward the flying boat. The power of the holy might was so strong that Di Yi and the others could hardly move.

Zheng!
With a sword cry, the Zhutian Sword flew out of the boat. The sword's profound energy collided with the blood spear, shattering the blood spear. The Zhutian Sword was also knocked back and fell into the hands of the Azure Feather Sword Saint.

The figure in the imperial robes and silver wings let out a soft exclamation and looked at the Azure Feather Sword Saint with great interest.

"You've actually broken through to the Saint King realm. I originally intended to kill you directly, but now I've changed my mind. If I were to refine you into a blood slave, your power would certainly be considerable."

The hearts of everyone on the flying boat sank. The only person who would dare to call himself "this Emperor" was a Blood Emperor of the Undying Blood Clan. With the addition of the Eight Blood God Banners and Prince Xia, the person who came was most likely the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor.

The Azure Feather Sword Saint's expression was solemn. In her previous attack, she had used all her strength, but the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor had only lowered his gaze. The gap between the two had not narrowed much because she had broken through to the Saint King realm.

She looked at Mei Huangsheng beside her and said in a deep voice, "Later, I will self-destruct my Holy Source to hold off the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor, and you take them away."

“How long can you hold them off by yourself? If anyone’s going to explode, it’ll be me first. Let the righteous energy within my sacred heart wipe out the 100,000 Undying Blood Clan members first,” Mei Huangsheng insisted.

As the two argued, the crimson phoenix coffin flew out, the lid slid off, and a tall, gaunt figure with red hair emerged to the astonishment of the crowd.

Only the Azure Feather Sword Saint remained calm.

"Fire Demon King, you've finally woken up."

Mei Huangsheng also recognized the person in the coffin and was very surprised.

Fire Demon King, one of the twelve founding kings of the First Central Empire, is Xiao Sheng, the eldest disciple of the Azure Emperor, and the senior brother of Empress Chi Yao.

More than two hundred years ago, rumors circulated that he had already perished.

Xiao Sheng was born from a primordial fire spirit, not a human, and left no descendants. Apart from Empress Chi Yao, he was closest to King Dingxuan Xue Chaowang, and they were each other's teachers and friends.

After the great battle in Dingxuan Prefecture that day, Xiao Sheng was injured by the Nine-Headed Qilin. After escaping the city, he arrived at Lingjuan Hill and happened to witness the old servant poisoning Qingyu Sword Saint.

He killed the old servant with a single palm strike, saving the Azure Feather Sword Saint.

However, his own life force had been exhausted, and he could no longer remain conscious. He lay down in the Crimson Fire Phoenix Coffin and fell into a deep sleep.

Xiao Sheng's life had come to an end. His essence had dried up, and he could no longer maintain his human form. His skin was as red as lava, revealing his true form as a fire spirit.

He glanced back at Di Yi, a slightly dry smile on his face, and said, "King Dingxuan always tells me that new talents emerge in every generation, and new people replace the old. I saw your performance in the battle at Lingjuan Hill with my divine sense. The Empress has the magnanimity and grace to tolerate others. With your talent, whether you stay in the black market or join the court, as long as you don't become enemies with the Empress, all the things you did before can be overlooked."

Di Yi and Xiao Sheng looked at each other. Di Yi knew that Xiao Sheng was Empress Chi Yao's senior brother, the Heavenly King of the court, and the opposite side of the black market, but at this moment, Di Yi still felt a sincere respect for him.

"I will keep your words in mind, senior."

Xiao Sheng nodded and looked at Qingyu Sword Saint and Mei Huangsheng: "I don't have the strength to fight for a long time, and my cultivation and combat power are no longer at their peak, but the Saint Source is still in my body. With my decaying body, I can take away a Blood Emperor of the Undying Blood Clan. It can be considered that I died a worthy death."

"The Nine-Step Saint King self-destructed his Saint Source, its power is earth-shattering. You should stay as far away as possible to avoid being affected."

His voice was calm. After speaking, he strode towards the blood-red clouds in the distance, his aura growing stronger and stronger, transforming into a second blazing sun in the sky.

The Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor felt pressure from Xiao Sheng, rose from his throne, and summoned the Eight Blood God Banners to his side.

Fire Demon Xiaosheng was a renowned Saint King Realm expert eight hundred years ago. Back then, when he was still the Blood Commander, Huang Tian Blood Emperor had a battle with him and was slightly defeated.

Xiao Sheng had completely transformed into a giant of fire, standing a hundred feet tall, like a god of fire.

"Huang Tian Blood General, you were my defeated opponent eight hundred years ago. Back then, the Azure Emperor and the Bright Emperor spared the lives of your ten Blood Generals. How dare you invade Kunlun again today?"

The Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor spread out the four pairs of silver wings on his back, and each of the eight wings merged with a blood flag.

"Fire Demon Xiaosheng, you are old and your vitality is no longer what it used to be. My cultivation is far superior to that of eight hundred years ago. If you escape now, you will still have a chance to leave behind a complete corpse."

One after another, countless sacred rules appeared on Xiao Sheng's body, burning away his remaining life essence, and his combat power briefly rose to its peak.

He regained the demeanor of a founding emperor.

"I am indeed old, but it is enough to kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire giant charged into the blood cloud, which instantly boiled.

Countless undead vampire corpses fell from the clouds to the ground, like streaks of blood-red meteors.

The Azure Feather Sword Saint bowed and knelt in the direction of the Blood Cloud, then pulled Mei Huangsheng back to the flying boat.

Xiao Sheng can't hold out for long; he must get away from the Blood Cloud before he self-destructs his Sacred Source.

The Emperor gazed solemnly at the great battle amidst the blood-red clouds. Although it was only his first meeting with Xiao Sheng, it felt as if he were bidding farewell to an old friend, and his heart was heavy.

Perhaps this is what they mean by heroes cherishing heroes?
Several figures flew out from the blood-red clouds. It was Yan Kaixuan and several captured human saints who were rescued by Xiao Sheng and thrown onto the Tianqin Flying Boat.

Mei Huangsheng used his mental power to catch them and send them to the deck of the flying boat.

"Thank you, Sect Master Mei." The saints were all in a sorry state, their saintly blood almost completely drained, and their auras were very weak.

Yan Kaixuan looked at Xueyun with some complicated feelings. He was a descendant of the Holy Emperor and was irreconcilably opposed to the court of the First Central Empire. He was saved by Huo Mo Xiaosheng, and his mood was indeed complicated.

Mei Huangsheng and Qingyu Sword Saint worked together to propel the flying boat at extreme speed, heading away from the blood cloud.

After escaping tens of thousands of miles in one breath, the world instantly brightened dozens, even hundreds of times, making it almost impossible for even martial artists at the Fish-Dragon Realm to open their eyes. On the Daming River, a fireball with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles appeared, and the destructive impact it created spread for millions of miles, changing the color of the sky and earth.

The Tianqin Flying Boat was blown thousands of miles away by the shockwave before finally coming to a slow stop. Mei Huangsheng, who was piloting the flying boat, had almost exhausted his mental energy and was breathing heavily.

As the flames gradually faded, everyone's gaze turned to the sky above the Daming River.

Xiao Sheng self-destructed his Sacred Source, perishing together with the army of the Undying Blood Clan and the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor. But the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor possessed profound cultivation and tenacious vitality. Would he really die in the process?

The Daming River was completely cut off, creating a huge crater below the explosion. River water rushed into it and will soon turn into a large lake.

Di Yi activated his True Source Demon Eye and looked toward the spot where Xiao Sheng had self-destructed, his expression gradually becoming grave.

"Oh no, the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor is still alive."

Qingyu Sword Saint gripped the Zhutian Sword tightly, his sword energy surging around him, ready to face Huangtian Blood Emperor at any moment. It was nothing more than another Saint King who self-destructed his Saint Source.

Just then, a carefree laugh came from outside the deck of the flying boat: "Junior brother, don't worry, leave it to me."

Emperor Yi looked out into the void outside the flying boat and saw a figure in a black robe walking through the void, holding a small black bell in his hand. He was a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and a goatee.

Beside the man stood a tall and mighty nine-headed Qilin, as sturdy as a pine tree.

Upon seeing the nine-headed Qilin, Di Yi breathed a sigh of relief, then looked blankly at the middle-aged man with the goatee. The man called him Junior Brother, so he must also be a disciple of the Illusion Queen. Di Yi wondered if the man was his third or fifth senior brother.

Mei Huangsheng's gaze fell on the two men, and he recognized their identities. He said incredulously, "It's the Nine-Headed Qilin, the Grand Steward of the Universe, and Illusionary Demon Nangong Shi, the number one heretic in the Northern Region. They actually came."

He looked at Di Yi, the only explanation being that the two of them had come for Di Yi.

A mere Fish-Dragon Realm martial artist was able to attract the attention of two Saint Kings at the pinnacle of their cultivation.

The Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor burst out of the void, his four pairs of silver blood wings on his back tattered and his aura weak. He had suffered severe injuries that nearly killed him, and he only survived thanks to the powerful vitality of the Undying Blood Clan.

Sensing the auras of the Nine-Headed Qilin and Nangong Shi, he lost interest in even the Zhutian Sword and immediately decided to flee.

"Want to leave? Not so easy." The black market bell in Nangong Shi's hand flew out and instantly landed on the head of the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor. Divine power surged out from the bell, suppressing the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor and taking him into the bell.

This bell, named the Yama Bell, is the treasure of the Yama Sect, an ancient religion in the Northern Region. It contains divine power and is an ancient artifact left behind by the gods.

Nangong Shi and the nine-headed Qilin landed on the deck and walked in front of Di Yi.

Emperor Yi cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Grand Steward, and Fifth Senior Brother."

Nangong Shi laughed heartily, put away the Yama Bell, and said, "Junior Brother, there's no need to be so polite. It's our first time meeting, and I have no gift to give you. So, I'll offer the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor as a sacrifice to help you break through to the Supreme Realm of the Fish-Dragon Realm."

Nangong Shi is the fifth disciple of the Illusion Queen, and also the disciple with the highest cultivation and achievements. He cultivates both divine and martial arts, with his spiritual power reaching the peak of the 59th level, and his martial arts cultivation reaching the ninth step of the Saint King.

Having ruled the Northern Region for five hundred years, he had suppressed the Northern Region's black market to the point that ancient sects and aristocratic families such as the Starry Constellation Sect and the Yama Sect could not even raise their heads. Murong Yefeng and the Nine-Headed Qilin were inferior to him.

With his cultivation level, he could see through Di Yi's strength. The divine marks in his Qi Sea were as bright as stars, and the nine divine marks were connected around his body, his blood and qi were like flying dragons.

The ultimate realm of the Fish-Dragon Realm is the tenth transformation of the Fish-Dragon Realm, also known as the Destiny of a God. Even in the medieval era, very few people could reach it. The only one recorded to be the Thousand Bones Empress is the Thousand Bones Empress.

Nangong Shi was also quite interested in witnessing the birth of an unparalleled genius who embodied the destiny of a god.

"Junior Brother, do you still have divine blood on you? Senior Brother still has some on him."

Di Yi shook his head and said, "Junior Brother doesn't lack divine blood for the time being."

"Alright, then I will help you break through to the supreme realm of the Fish-Dragon Realm." Nangong Shi laughed loudly, and threw out the Yama Bell, which transformed into a size of ten thousand feet. Ancient runes on the bell revived, and it actually burst out with rich sacrificial power.

The Northern Region is the oldest of the five regions, dating back to the ancient times, where the tradition of witchcraft once flourished.

The shaman is a person who dwells between heaven and earth, worships the way of heaven and earth, and holds the power of life and death.

The Yama Bell is both an ancient artifact left by the gods and a top-tier altar.

Waves of energy spread outwards, and from the Daming River, the previously deceased Undying Blood Clan army transformed into streams of blood energy that flew out and merged into the bell, becoming offerings for the gods along with the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor within the bell.

A moment later, a beam of blood-red light shot into the sky and appeared on the banks of the Daming River. The beam of light could be seen throughout most of the Central Region.

Di Yi took out a drop of the Dragon God's Blood, stepped to the Yama Bell, and absorbed the blood into his body. Ancient voices of the gods and a vast divine aura emanated from above.

It far exceeded the sum of the previous four Supreme Realms.

The amount of divine power summoned by a sacrifice is closely related to the offerings. Offering a Blood Emperor and hundreds of thousands of undead blood clans as sacrifices is extremely rare, and only a sacrifice personally presided over by Empress Chi Yao can compare to it.

The divine aura hanging from the void was so intense that it began to liquefy, transforming into a divine blood spring that merged into Di Yi's body.

All the divine marks within the Qi Sea were revived, and the nine divine marks also shone with dazzling divine light.

The tenth drop of divine blood that was inhaled into the body was successfully refined by Emperor Yi without any difficulty.

In an instant, azure divine flames ignited in the 144 acupoints of Di Yi's body. These were the legendary purifying divine flames that only gods could control.

The tenth divine seal landed on Di Yi's brow, transforming into a dragon-shaped flame mark.

The Purifying Divine Fire represents two levels of power: purification and annihilation. It can burn away enemies and also purify oneself.

More and more divine energy flowed into Di Yi's body, and the purifying divine fire on his body burned even more fiercely.

Emperor Yi's martial spirit flew out from the top of his head, and his body began to change. Five elements of divine power surged out from his five internal organs, evolving into chaos and transforming into chaotic energy that flowed through his meridians.

The illusory image of a human-bodied, dragon-tailed deity, hidden deep within the bloodline, reappeared. The image merged with Di Yi's body, seemingly breaking some kind of shackles of heaven and earth, causing the rules of heaven and earth within a radius of ten thousand miles to begin to boil.

Nangong Shi, the Nine-Headed Qilin, and others were all seeing someone reach the supreme realm of the Fish-Dragon Realm for the first time, and they were shocked by the scene before them.

Within Di Yi's martial soul, new sacred rules were integrated into it, quickly reaching 364. A moment later, a jet-black and pure ink dragon appeared in the center of the martial soul, becoming the 365th sacred rule integrated into the martial soul.

The ancient Taoist text "Suwen" states that "the degree of the celestial sphere is three hundred and sixty-five," representing the completeness of the celestial sphere. This concept is similar to the number of the fifty meridians in the Great Derivation Method.

Under the shroud of the Divine Fire of Purification, Di Yi's body underwent a tremendous change. His legs disappeared, replaced by a dragon tail covered in golden dragon scales.

Behind him, endless chaotic energy was being born and evolving, and the sacred rules of the myriad paths of heaven and earth were protecting him, as if he were the darling of the myriad paths of heaven and earth.

His body was like a vortex, drawing in all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the surrounding tens of thousands of miles.

The Qi Sea was collapsing and reorganizing, becoming vast and boundless. The Martial Dao True Liquid was being sanctified, completely transforming into Holy Qi, and becoming Semi-Saint True Liquid.

Above the Qi Sea, a dazzling mark released divine radiance; that was the destiny of a god, representing the possibility of becoming a god in the future.

Emperor Yi activated the Heavenly Demon Stone Carving, absorbing and releasing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his cultivation level continued to rise.

His Martial Soul transformed into a Sacred Soul, and his spiritual power also surged forward, leaping from the 44th level to the early stage of the 47th level in one fell swoop.

He looked down at his own body and was surprised. It was no longer human-shaped, but had become exactly like the golden phantom. The power of the five elements contained in the Five Elements Divine Demon Body had completely evolved into chaotic energy, which transformed his physique into a chaotic divine demon. It was also favored by all the Dao, as if it were a natural Dao body.

Emperor Yi's cultivation has already broken through to the first-order half-saint level, but the sacrificial power attracted by the Yama Bell has not yet been exhausted. Using a Blood Emperor as a sacrifice is simply too extravagant.

He greedily absorbed the sacrificial power, nourishing his physical body's acupoints. Once he had fully absorbed the sacrificial power, the first transformation of the Heavenly Demon Nine Revolutions Diagram successfully reached its peak, making his physical body stronger than ever before.

As the divine aura between heaven and earth dissipated, the purifying divine fire on Di Yi's body also gradually dissipated, and his body returned to its human form. Apart from the divine fire mark between his eyebrows, there was no difference from before.

(End of this chapter)